tonight, well, minutes ago, actually, i re-put the baby to sleep. this was after putting M to sleep and singing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star for (no exaggeration) 27 minutes straight. Every time i stopped, she'd roll over to tell me that she wasn't asleep yet. I may have no voice left tomorrow.
Anyway, back to the baby. Tonight, as i watched her re-fall asleep, it reminded me of how i used to watch her fall asleep as a newborn. Her teeny tiny slits of eyes would flutter while an unsure smile would flash across her milky-wet lips. This, of course, sent shivers down my spine. How can she be almost six months old already? How can this be the last time (god-willing) that i get to watch a teeny tiny newborn grow so rapidly before my very eyes? How can my first born already be 3 1/2 years old, smart as a whip and agile as a rabbit (are rabbits known to be agile?)? And how does this all happen in the blink of an eye?
My sentimental heart cherishes each and every moment i spend with these girls. My sentimental heart looks forward to bigger and grander milestones someday. But tonight, my sentimental heart wanted to stop time and watch that teeny tiny face stay exactly as it was six months ago, exactly as she looked tonight, forever.
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